Crow Brides (V)

Though she did not have the hard beak of a full-fledged crow bride the hatchling bride wore the same stifling mask as the others. It smelled of death and mildew; the stink only worsened by humid breath condensing on the inside like the beads of sweat dotting her brow. The masks themselves were ugly things:…

Two Lies and a Riddle (the end)

by Serena W. Sorrell   “That’s enough!” Bedelia crossed to stand in front of Lira, shielding her from the hateful eyes. “Touch her again and I will personally see to your destruction myself. And when I’m done no one, from our world or Wonderland, will be able to put you back together.”   “You can’t…

Two Lies and a Riddle (part four)

by Serena W. Sorrell   The university classrooms were housed in eight wings. It would have been an exhausting challenge to find her way back to the classroom she had spent only an hour and some minutes in if she had not developed a knack for finding her way through mazes with something of a…